Flight to Dinkle Hill: Entry 6
I've had a lovely time in Boogleton over the weekend, and now I'm ready to continue my journey to Doodland. Next stop is Dinkle Hill, where my good friend, Harry lives. The flight from Boogleton is just over 2 hours.
Right now I'm waiting for the place to start, sitting in my seat (not a window seat this time) with my seatbelt tight across my waist. The flight attendant has already passed once, telling people to dip their wellingtons and drink to the pies. This plane, I believe is the same model as the last, as it also resembles a flying kumquat, except it is blue. The woman next to me is rather strange. She has hair down to her ankles, dyed gradient yellow to pink. She also has long eyelashes, weighing down her eyelids so they are almost closed. The phenomenon is the same with her eyebrows. It is all rather disturbing.
I will not post a picture of this woman, as it may give you nightmares, but I will post a photo of the flight attendant.
Right now I'm waiting for the place to start, sitting in my seat (not a window seat this time) with my seatbelt tight across my waist. The flight attendant has already passed once, telling people to dip their wellingtons and drink to the pies. This plane, I believe is the same model as the last, as it also resembles a flying kumquat, except it is blue. The woman next to me is rather strange. She has hair down to her ankles, dyed gradient yellow to pink. She also has long eyelashes, weighing down her eyelids so they are almost closed. The phenomenon is the same with her eyebrows. It is all rather disturbing.
I will not post a picture of this woman, as it may give you nightmares, but I will post a photo of the flight attendant.
Flight attendant
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